First off let me tell you, I have not always been a peeping tom. In fact, up until last week I would have never began to even think about peeping in someone’s windows for sexual pleasure. Until the night my wife had me search the neighborhood for her damn cat. It’s a pretty enough cat, stays inside and hates my fucking guts! No love lost there, I hate it also. But naturally when it ran outside and wouldn’t come back when she called, I had to go find it. That or have a major fight on my hands with my wife.
I walked the street calling it’s name, knowing full well it would never come to me. Pissed, because I could be watching TV and drinking a beer instead of walking a dark street in search of a cat I could care less about. I saw it run behind some bushes near the black couples house that had moved in about 6 months ago. A nice couple, we had spoken to each other a few times. He stands about 6' 2"s and well built, She is a fucking knock out!
Me being a normal white male at 24, I have always had a jungle love fantasy. Sex with a beautiful black woman and with one as fine as LaTasha, it could only be he greatest thing that could happen to me. I walked quietly back to where I had last seen Zephyr (our cat) run too. Not wanting to get shot for being a burglar, I eased past the bush quietly calling his name. He heard me, looked and ran jumping the fence into their backyard. I went to the gate and called his name again as he ran away.
I could kill that little shit, putting me through this, Becky (my wife) knows he hates me and won’t come to me unless I’m feeding him or being a doorman for him. I was walking back to the street and happened to look in the window as I passed it, the curtains open a few inches and saw LaTasha standing in their bedroom. I had to stop and stare at her beautiful body, even dressed she exuded sexuality. Her breasts about a 38C and her hips flared out from her thin waist. And a ass, what a fucking ass on this woman, typical black woman’s ass, rounded and always stood out from her back about 4's. The kind of ass you could really hold onto when you gave her a good fucking.
I stood there as if I was hypnotized, I couldn’t have moved if you had shot at me. She was standing in front of her mirror admiring her reflection, her hands ran down her sides as she turned sideways, her back to me. Her hands went to the zipper on her dress and I watched as it fell to the floor, she kicked it away and stood in her high cut red panties and matching low cut bra. Her dark skin seemed to glow in the light as she did a slow turn, her eyes never leaving the mirror and mine never leaving her hot body.
This was too good to be true, her hands reached behind her and undid the clasps on her bra, freeing those wonderful globes of black flesh. Her nipples are a deep dark black contrasting against the more cocoa color of her skin and as thick as my pinkie finger, sticking out at least an inch. She held them up with hands, her fingernails painted to match her undergarments. I watched as her finger tips pinched and pulled at her nipples slowly, her eyes closed and her head leaned back a little. Her red lips opened and I saw her pink tongue lick them then run under her white teeth.
She massaged the marks where the bra had been on too tight, slowly raising each breast to rub them, easing the discomfort of being contained all day. Then her hands went inside the band of her panties, pulling them down slowly, a sexier sight I have never seen. This beautiful black woman doing the most sensuous strip for my eyes, had my dick trying to get out of my pants. I was not going to deny its attempt at escape.
I undid my pants and pulled my hard cock out. And started to jack off. What the hell was I thinking, jacking off in someone’s yard. Regardless of how beautiful this woman is, I could get shot, jailed, many things could happen. What happened was, I jacked off!
